6’or waight jyada nahi 54kg he jo koi bhi ladaki udha sakati he weseme dikhane me kafi smart hu or jisako bhi men choda he wo kahati he ki tumahara ...and bahot hi mast he yeh to mere bare me batachhaa abb jyada apane bare me nahi likhata apani story par aata hu meri pahali story aap ko keshi lagi hame sayad pata he ki aap ko achhi hi lagi hogi kyu ki mene usame sabhi sacchhi sachhi bataya he aaj me ek or bhai ki shali ko kese choda wo batane ja rahi hu muje sexx ko enjoy karane me bahot maja. She asked him to drop his pants. He did. As she was getting down on her knees, she remembered they were in the kitchen, and it might not look so good if someone walked by outside, so she told him to go up to her bedroom and lie on the bed. When she got to the bedroom, he was lying on the bed in just his shirt. She sat on the bed and looked at his cock and balls, they seemed fine. So she cradled his balls in her hand and asked if that hurt. No. She felt one testicle, did that hurt? No. Moved to. I grab Mom’s hair and start fucking her face. Faster and deeper I thrust my cock into her mouth. She’s on the verge of gagging but I don’t stop, and soon she’s are on the verge of crying as I rape herr mouth with my cock. The sight of Mom’s mouth swallowing my cock has the man sauce in my nuts starting to churn and rise thru my cock. I pick up the pace and smile as I see the look on her face and see the combination of fear, pain and embarrassment that has me ready to blow my load. I pull my. He stared numbly into the mirrorat the sea of mascara that had been unleashed upon his cheeks and wonderedhow it had all come to this.He stared down at the small leather case in front of him. It contained arevolver that had been his father's. The weapon had come to him as part ofhis inheritance. He carefully opened the case and picked up the gun ashe'd done so many times before. It was heavy, cold, and black. Laughterescaped as he realized he'd never fired a weapon before. Would he have theguts.